The Hive

the one who pulls the most from him. The thing is to pour out. The pursuit of ha

in the town, and are suddenly torn by one? Do you think that the unmanifested, upon which the thousand faces sleep so far as you are conce

s of Persia and Palestine-camel bells, bearded men in white hoods, occasional weary movements of women in the tent openings as the evening passes to dead of night. The tale-teller is making his listeners see more or less dimly something he sees-something he has heard and visualised, better yet, something he has lived

seed in a

to write about. I've been afield with many young men, soldiers and the like. Their best and highest moments afield were spent in writing home, or possibly to the girl they left under the beeches or sycamores. We should write a myriad or two love letters,

on to the planets tells the first story of radiation-love a cosmic force, not a sentiment-all one big, brave tale.... The real priest is trained to draw out, to furnish understanding,-inclusion. One

on to another by your mood as you prepare to write. The more you practise the art, the more sensitive you are, the more you realise that no two moods of yours are the same, as you write to different

nly one cannot be free in another's form. There are fixed vehicles for expression-novel, essay, poem, infinite departments of each, but the fact remains that no workman or artist

He therefore finds the beaten paths-which are the easy paths for the many-the most irksome paths for himself. He grinds long and hideously against

the shackles, forms and prescribed nonsense of the trivial and material-minded. He breathes deeper with e

no law for the

d will not have stamina enough to stand against the opinions of all elders of all times, much less those who sit at the same breakfast table. Verily, the thing that Rodin and Balzac and Carpenter and Hugo and Chavannes

seen.... All of which is pure and perfect liberation, but requires one trained in building with spiritual causes and effects. We seek to furnish this training for a few who are ready. It is the way to the inmost and the uppermost in all art and mysticism. We are set free here as expressionists of various kinds by wr

s the grade for those who receive. If they are quite ready, they won't have to make t

s telling is dependent upon his audience. His telling will be different for each listening group. The greater the artist, the less alike will be his methods of approaching di

mpanionship in one woman. No flesh was starry enough to endure their idealisation; the break of their picture was often the shattering of life itself. Experience forces us all at last to take our idolatry from that which changes-to continue our lessons of love toward the Unseen. Lovers of the New Race

of the real workman is to find a form that contains him-a form of expression that will not maim his dream. It is never the form

nal messages. Great documents of the future shall be written this way. We write many personal letters. One of my young comrades has the idea to gather together names of a score of mill-girls in New York or somewhe

To work, to express, that is to radiate. The object is as important as the thi

would save lives and start great dreams and bring the gold back to many grey mists-to be Mary the Mother, the saint, the dream of the film-eyed fighting men-to love the

f that cannot die. Again and again, through possessions and personalities-missing, destroyed or moved away-we learn to take the force of our outpouring from the mutative to th